RED KNIFE LOTTERY

Gwsw Lyrics

Who's got that book of matches?
It's time to start a fire.
This one is fore the wild kids.
It's time to start a fire.

Can you feel danger, baby?
Let's get riled.
I can feel the danger in your eyes.
Come on kids let's get wild.
There's no more golden rule.
Lock up. Don't fool.
These kids got attitude.
these kids are so damn crude.
every one raise a glass to you unruly past.